: "That's good too. I've been so busy lately that I haven't done any preparation. It just so happens that Sister Wu is here, and there's someone to accompany Teacher Li. Otherwise, it would be a bit d..."Without knowing, may your journey be smooth..." Ye Wudao was a little saddened. He knew that the star had fallen and he would never see it again.

Just now, that thoughtless grandson of mine called me He said he's returned to the Ye family and wanted to know what I thought.

What does it even mean This little imp, he made his own decisions and now he comes asking what I'm doing

Since he is here, he will never return to the common people again, but Ye Fan is different. He has never received any favor from the Ye family, and he deserves the respect of the Ye family. His return to the Ye family is also understandable.

But Ye Fan told him that the reason he changed his mind was because of a person from the Ye family. This person, it was the one who made Ye Wu Dao very conflicted.

Back then, it was this person who kicked him out. Years have passed, and now this person wants to return, but will he be allowed back

It seemed like his grandson was in low spirits, and he even told me to let go of it. If possible, just forgive that person!

Ye Wudao originally wanted to say something, but Ye Fan suddenly said, because that person is no longer alive…

Ye Wudao's electric húa fell from his hand and he slumped heavily onto the chair, no longer in this world How could this be

He was conflicted, feeling like he had pushed something forward. The things he had held onto for so many years now seemed meaningless at this moment. He didn't know how to describe what he felt, but he knew that in an instant, he had lost his composure.

Yeah, that person is already dead. What could he possibly still be holding onto Does he intend to take his hatred into the coffin with him

That night, Ye Wudao stood alone in the autumn wind for a whole night. No one knew what he was thinking...

At the same time, many other people were also unable to sleep like him.

Among them, filial piety is one.

He too would stare blankly into the emptiness, his eyes unfocused. He'd stand outside for hours on end.

Suddenly, he felt someone gently put a cloak on him.

He didn't turn back, he knew who this person was.

"Grandpa, it's windy outside, don't hurt your body..." The speaker was Yan Wuque.

Yan Jiaoti slowly withdrew his unfocused gaze, sighed, and said, "In the end, Ye Wuming is a respectable opponent. Wu Que, prepare yourself, I'm going to light a incense for Ye Wuming."

Yan Wuque was startled. He hurriedly said, "Grandpa, our relationship with the Ye family... it's not a good time to go to the Ye family now..."

He's right, the Yan family and the Ye family are already at odds. If they went to the Ye family now, the Ye family members would probably think they were deliberately looking for trouble and would definitely launch a full attack on the Yan family.

Now, with the change of leadership coming soon, it's not a good time for conflict. Everyone in Yanjing is afraid to make a move right now. The leadership change hasn't started yet, and whoever makes a move first will surely suffer a terrible fate.

Yan Xiaoti knew his grandson's meaning, so he waved his hand and said, "Ye Wuming is a man after all. The Ye family hasn't suffered any losses under him. Even back when we joined forces with several other families to deal with the Ye family, he could wisely choose to give up the then-prosperous Ye Wu Dao. Now, he can even put aside his prejudices to find Ye Wu Dao and his grandson. This kind of wisdom is beyond my reach. He's a true wise man, I am not as good as him!"

Yan Xiaoti seemed to be filled with emotion, his expression full of sadness. However, Yan Wuque didn't seem to take it seriously. "Grandpa is exaggerating. If Ye Wuming is really that powerful, how could the Ye family continue to decline"

Although he is dead, he has left the Ye Family with an inexhaustible threat. The descendants of the Ye Family will face the risk of internal strife, and by that time, when they have fought to exhaustion, the Yan Family will strike at the opportune moment. The Ye Family will then be forever trampled under their feet!

In the end, isn't it just that he's a man of this world…

However, he only wanted to think these words silently. He wouldn't dare say them in front of his grandfather. He knew that his grandfather had never underestimated anyone throughout his life. Ye Wuming's death probably brought a sense of loneliness and desolation to his grandfather!

As people get older, they often feel this way. Because their calendars are getting bigger, what they fear most is becoming lonely and isolated as time goes on.

Although Yan Wuque thought he knew his grandfather well, he actually didn't understand him at all. At the very least, what Yan Xiaoti told him was sincere. In his mind, among the few elders of the empire, Ye Wuming and Ye Wudao were his most powerful supporters. As for others like Liu Lao Wei Lao and so on, although they had held positions in the past, their rise to power more or less involved the shadow of the Yan family. The two brothers of the Ye family, however, truly climbed step by step relying on their own abilities. This was something that Yan Xiaoxu admired greatly.

Yan Xiaote looked at his grandson, Wu Que, helplessly. Wu Que was still too young. Young people had one common problem: they were often arrogant and found it hard to accept opinions from others.

Now that I have him, and can even occasionally give him advice, what if one day I too pass away With his personality, will he be able to handle the potential chaos in the future

No! While my old bones are still holding up, I need to pave the way for completeness as soon as possible. Even if I have to leave, I want to leave with peace of mind.

"Wúquè, you prepare the altar. I want to burn incense for Yè Wúmíng under the moonlight." Yàn Xiàotì had made up his mind. No matter what, this time in the election, he must get Wúquè into power!

Yan Wuque finally let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that his grandfather was going to burn incense for Ye Wuming here. This was easy.

Without hesitation, Yan Wuque quickly set up the incense burner and offering table. Yan Xiaoti respectfully lit three incense sticks and placed them in the burner. Facing the vast starry sky and bright moon, he remained silent.

The servants saw a strange sight. It wasn't the 15th of August, so why was the old master worshipping the moon

After finishing the incense, Yan Xiaote felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He looked at Yan Wuque and said, "Ye Wuming has fallen, and Ye Wu Dao is far away in Lishan Mountain. Now the Ye family is leaderless, Wuque, what do you plan to do next"

Ye Wu Que knew this was Grandpa testing him, looking at his adaptability and decision-making abilities.

Could it be that Grandfather is preparing to pass the position of head of the family to himself

Yàn Wúqiè suppressed the joy bubbling in his chest, knowing that his next words could very well affect his future.

After some thought, Yan Wuque said cautiously, "Since Ye Wuming is dead and Ye Wudao is not coming out to take charge, the Ye family must be in disarray. Why don't we take this opportunity to suppress them severely"

Yàn Wúqiè had thought about it for a long time, feeling that there were no more loopholes. He then said to his grandfather:

"Wu Que, come with me." Yan Xiaoti's face was as dark as water, showing no emotion. He clasped his hands behind his back and walked away.

Yan Wuque's heart skipped a beat. Could he have answered incorrectly Disappointed his grandfather But where had he gone wrong According to the plan they'd made earlier, taking advantage of the Ye family not yet having firmly established themselves and delivering a heavy blow – this step didn't seem wrong at all!

Yan Wuque's heart was filled with unease, and he quickly followed behind his grandfather.o invite Miss Yu Fei to attend tonight's party. Hearing from Tang Xiaoli that Miss Yu Fei didn't want to go, the young master personally came here, wasting the young master's time, boy, can you afford...